Luyện nghe bài hát Hard Hittaz

[Intro DJ talking (With Echos)]
Yea! (Yea)
Six (Six)
Boogie (Mane)
Hypnotize (Tize Mindz)
You know.. (You know)
Niggaz get scared when see these hard hittas (Hard Hittas)
Walk up in the motherfuckin' club we comin to and shit (Possess and shit)
start talking like girls and shit (And shit)

You touch me
Stand
No!!!

[DJ

2x]
They got scared these hard hittas came in
They got chains but they all in
We got thangs and we brought 'em all in
These niggaz play dead when they we came in (Came in)

Blac]
See I'm a hitta yes I am
And I dont nigga give a damn
About you and how you fuckin rock
I put a 45 that you bitches stop dead
You cock it go ahead and cock it
Dont make a nigga me make you drop it
I'm ten I'm from tha M-fuckin-Town
We walkin
You hear the fuckin sound
Its ashes to ashes to dust
The gats we
Y'all dont really bust
I see you and your nigga in da club
You tuck in yo chainz you must be sissy club
Do you wanna go to war nigga & spit some
You talkin that shit like a fuckin
You talk shit then you might as well shit
I shut this club down for you bitch!

2x]

[DJ
(Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)
Now if you wonder why so many Hypnotize
Its cause them haters ain't
on some muthafuckin diets
A lot them is really sick I think they got
on Sunday they diss ya
But come Monday they ya
Quit tellin to the public
If you could rewind your back
You be wit me on this track
But I come here my nigga for no sorrow no wounds
But im'a stay bumpin till I by head on my tool
Fo' real!

J]
Niggaz wanna blame us cause they famous
They wanna ride a new whip instead of catchin the bus
So why I gotta the blame for lame ass niggaz not havin things
you need to boost some clothes get yourself some pocket change
I know you like them fairy tales say you the three six sell
So my pockets still on swoll you reachin in the garbage pale
I'm not your friend wit' it name a price and J'll spend it
Get yourself a nine to five and try your luck on a lottery

What's up
Wanna be bad as the next
True facts you gettin shit but fuck nigga
Buck nigga catchin the cut when I nigga
Jump nigga thinkin you cool you chump
Fuck that im'a get nine to get
If you hood dog off in the I'm on shine
Pine in my mouth up your cloud and get paid
Wit' the place to call our own and get away
Whats the deal dog I be bout buckin and getting
And really dog I could less about stunts
In my trunk though where you ride after the show
Ain't no punk goes so I suppose you'll get throwed by elbows
Fuck it I'll fill his ass wit' holes on that funk blow high low
Like I'm a pro get dog get buck dog
But like a fuckin' fool gon' get you jumped dog